How to scare the crap out of me.
Drive up hours early from riding your dirt bike, and walk sort of sideways as you amble toward the garage. Turn to face me and allow me to see the gash on the side of your face. Then tell me that you took a double, and wrecked as it went around for a turn.
Be sure and let me know that your chest hurts really bad, and you need help getting the dirt bike down from the truck. Also add that you came on home before the pain really set in.
Stay tuned and see how the chest x-ray turns out…will it show fractured ribs? Only The Chest X-ray Knows….now if only I can convince Mr. Invincible that he needs one.
Posted in Life's good 5 years ago at 3:30 pm. Add a comment
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